I Love You (Haylor)

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Harry’s POV

I pulled up to Zayn’s house and Lou and Niall got out of the car and raced into the yard, shoving each other out of the way so they would get to the door first. I stayed put. What could I do to make her notice me? What would draw her attention to me?  I mean, I couldn’t just go up to her and kiss her? No no that would be super weird.  Maybe I’ll ask Perrie, Zayn’s wife, to give me some advice. I get out of the car and slam the door shut and jog up the front walk to the door where Louis and Niall are wrestling each other to get in the house first. I run my hands through my hair and wait for them to finish their little game.  What if she thought that I was childish? What if she thought I was ugly? What if she thought I was gay? What if? What if? I need to stop thinking negatively. Calm down Harry, you’ll do fine, you always do.  But what if she thought that I just wanted her for sex? I don’t understand why but I seem to have that reputation.  Maybe if I make cute, witty jokes and try to be myself around her she will fall for me? I pull my phone out of my jacket and open Safari. I search “cute and witty pickup lines”.  Loads of stupid, dirty jokes come up but I scroll past them until I find the perfect one. I start walking into the house when I suddenly realize that there is another step, but I’m too late.  My arms flail around me as I plummet head-first towards the carpeted inside. POOF and my face knocks the soft white carpet. I slowly crawl up and see that everyone is standing around me in a circle watching me recover from my fall. My face must’ve tuned a bright shade of crimson before Lou and Niall burst out in laughter. I turn away, searching for my phone around the doorway. “Looking for this?” I look up and there is Zayn holding my phone and starting to read the opened tab. “Is your daddy a baker? Because you’ve got a nice set of buns!” He looks up at me seriously then drops to the floor in a heap of laughter. I guess the saying “laughter is contagious” is true. Within a few seconds everyone is laughing, including Liam and Perrie who had just walked in and heard the awful pickup line. “Are you seriously gonna use that on someone Harry?” Niall struggles to say though his giggles. “Well, not exactly I guess! It wasn’t the one I was planning on!” I confess while grabbing the phone out of Zayn’s hand. “Oh my Goodness, Zayn! Have you been moisturizing?” I say, trying to turn the attention on him instead of me. It didn’t work. “Hey, Harry, you wanna tell us who these pickup lines were for?” asks Liam. “Well, um, not really.” I say, turning away, avoiding any further questioning. It doesn’t work. “Harry, tell us!” “Ya, come on Harry, tell us!” “Harry!” “Harry!”. They swarm around me and put the pressure on. I just couldn’t deal with it any longer. I turned away from the chaos and went into the kitchen. I was washing my frigid hands with steaming water as I felt a strong hand on my shoulder. “Harry” Zayn says, “Seriously, who is that for, you can trust me. I won’t poke fun.” He says thoughtfully. “Fine, it’s Taylor.” I admit. “Make fun of me, whatever, do what you want. I know she isn’t who people say she is. Everyone’s wrong.” I say breathlessly. “Harry, you could’ve told us. We wouldn’t of made fun of you. And I know, she’s hot!” he says and Perrie comes up behind him and slaps him playfully on the shoulder “Hey!” she says with a smirk. “I thought I was the hot one!” “You still are honey, you know I  love you to the moon and back times a million!” Zayn whispers to Perrie as he tenderly holds her face in his big hands and leans in for a kiss. One day, I hope that I have a relationship like that. They’ve been together for so long and I don’t understand how it works out because most of the time they are on different sides of the world. I hope that doesn’t happen to my future wife and I.